Dimensional Eroders

[You used the 'skill extraction scroll', locked the 'ripple', and it is being extracted and solidified...]

[Ability column 3: Ripple breathing method, white, Lv0. 】

[Remarks: Outlander, the founder of Ink Color, Mark Qin Color, and Fel Color, once said, 'No one knows ripples better than me! ’]

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【You have used 'ember crystallization-blood therapy' and it is solidifying...】

[Ability column 4: Blood therapy, blue, Lv1, feedback 2 attribute points, to be allocated (physical, mental, perception)]

[Remarks: Nameless stranger, from now on, you are Yanan's prettiest cub! The important task of promoting blood therapy culture is entrusted to you. 】

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After solidifying the two new abilities, the ability bar with a quantity of 5 is close to full. Bailang's basic qualities and style have also been preliminarily finalized. The main "body" is a blood-bull-type melee player who is resistant to poisonous beatings and anti-injury, as well as a confusing "healing ability" and a "blue bar" that is given for nothing as long as the dog wears it. The basic quality is superior to most people of the same level, and it is already comparable to the paddling seniors.

The emergence of 'blood therapy' was particularly in line with his psychological expectations.

Ordinary nurses are all blue-strip talents, but he is specialized in blood bars. Originally, he was worried that learning the 'healing ability' would delay and destroy his 'physical strength' advantage. However, the emergence of blood therapy not only did not make him go astray, but further strengthened his 'physical fitness'.

After becoming a 'Blood Dad', as the level of 'Blood Therapy' increases ↑, the blood bar will also be further strengthened. Coupled with the multiple points brought about by 'horizontal refinement and ripples', he will become a veritable 'blood jar' to better serve the patients.

"I'm really a benevolent man who has the courage to sacrifice and dedicate!" Bailang said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

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'Ripple' is nothing to study, the ordinary all-purpose 'white ability' has a good healing effect, which enriches his 'medical scientist' personality.

He has already figured it out in the mission world, and he only needs to continue to eat embers + exercise, and he can improve all the way. But a 'reminder' from Paradise caught his attention:

He practiced 'Ripple Qigong' by himself, which would increase the level of his ability bar ↑. And when he is recast, theoretically, the ripple power of his "previous life" practice will be cleared, because the "subhuman blood" only recasts the body cells, and the extra related energy is not within the service scope.

but!

The status of the ability column is juxtaposed with that of the bloodline column: 'The eighth woman can't control it, let's take care of it! '

Therefore, in the future, when Bailang recasts, he will no longer start with a blank board, but will have his own initial 'ripple energy'. The specific number is linked to the level, the higher the level, the stronger the skill. This is undoubtedly a good thing, and there is no need to overdraw your vitality.

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As for the 'Blood Therapy', after obtaining a large number of memory fragments, he has gone from 'beginner' to 'proficient'. He only feels that the way of medicine is profound and profound! The blood therapy line alone, just like Wang Yang's endlessness, also inspired Bailang's fighting spirit and competitive spirit.

He wants to become a great 'blood doctor'!

These memories can be divided into two parts: 'bloodletting therapy' and 'blood transfusion therapy'.

The theoretical basis of bloodletting therapy originated from the ancient Greek medical saint Hippocrates, and the ancient Roman medical scientist Galen. They corresponded the four body fluids of the human body with the earth, fire, water, and wind, and blood undoubtedly dominated.

Brother Lang can accurately release xx units of blood by cutting the arteries/veins in different positions of the body's limbs and torso, so as to achieve precise treatment effects for each organ of the human body.

For Example: Put blood from the right arm to treat liver disease, and put blood from the left arm to treat spleen. And the right arm vein is so long, it can be subdivided to correspond to different parts near the liver; and the specific blood volume can be grasped to obtain better therapeutic effect.

This is similar to the Eastern "Golden Acupuncture Points, Twelve Orthodox Meridians, and Eight Extraordinary Meridians". (Refer to various urban novels for details, A Golden Needle Kills Cancer. Boundless banknotes are blowing down, and three thousand beauties are rolling in.)

It's just that the acupuncture points are real and have scientific basis, but 'bloodletting' is ignorant witchcraft. But no matter how ridiculous the knowledge is, once solidified in the 'ability bar', it will have a magical effect, and it can really bring the dead back to life.

In London in 1888, Bailang, a layman, held a screwdriver and pretended to be the descendant of "bloodletting therapy", scaring a group of people; but now he is really given an ordinary screwdriver with rust, and he is also sure that with Lv1 blood therapy, Old George continued with the next wave.

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70-80% of the knowledge in Bailang's mind is complex bloodletting techniques; the remaining 20-30% is the "blood transfusion therapy" developed by Yanan Town after absorbing modern Enlightenment Medicine.

Narrowly speaking, it is to use one's own blood to heal others, extend life, and restore blood... But this skill is also broad and profound, and as the level continues to rise, new postures will be unlocked.

At its peak, the medical scientists in Yanan Town kidnapped an evil god to treat diseases for the villagers. A sanctuary for recuperation!

Therefore, how could the so-called "one's own blood" be so narrow in words?

In the judgment of Paradise, all items that Bailang owns belong to "own", such as... Fugui Pill?

A person's life adds up to only 4000ml, how many lives can he live? That's why the former 'blood therapy masters' summed up a series of techniques for Bailang, they could use their own (Fugui Pill) blood to save lives... and even take the blood from other people as their own and use it for treatment.

In short, there are a series of complicated techniques behind this, it is not as simple as others think, no matter what, it is a medical technique of "letting go of the blood of the evil god", "blue" is by no means the limit, it is just the beginning.

After Bailang comprehended these complicated memories, he was immediately in awe. This is the great 'multiverse humanitarian spirit'!

So he said with emotion: "I, Bailang, aspire to become the successor of Yanan Town's blood therapy, carry forward this medical skill, get rid of the misunderstanding of the world, and resound throughout the Paradise of Fire, and even the parallel universe!"

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When he left the paradise, he heard bustling and noisy noises, rows of fluorescent lights above his head, the air was slightly cloudy and dull, and it was a closed space.

Um? Why is it somewhat familiar?

He was taken aback for a moment, and then found himself wearing the casual clothes before entering the park, sitting in a row of public seats, and beside him was a green 'lizard head' wearing a leather jacket, a head taller than himself.

Seeing Bailang staring at him, the lizard turned to him and asked, "What's wrong, brother?"

"Uh... is this the subway station?" Bailang was at a loss for words, feeling that the surroundings were so familiar. He appeared in this kind of place when he was summoned to Somogo for the first time.

"Of course!" The lizard's head looks very fierce, but its temper is surprisingly gentle. Some puzzled answer: "This is the southeast corner of 'Muhei Station'."

My time? Back here again?

Bailang observed carefully, and the surrounding walls, seats, and light boxes were all completely new: "Where did the collapse occur more than a month ago?"

"Yes." Lizard nodded, "You didn't believe that rumor and ran here just to try your luck, did you? Also, you haven't taken...drugs, have you?"

The lizard head obviously regarded Brother Lang as delirious, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. You sit here and you don't know where this is? Did you know that this place collapsed a month ago?

"What rumor?"

"You don't know? There are apostles fighting here and opening the entrance to the paradise. After the completion of this place, many young people came to try their luck. It is said that after taking medicine here, the spirit enters the illusion, and you can see the invisible entrance. ..." Lizard Head explained kindly.

In his eyes, Brother Lang was just one of the members who came here to hunt for novelties after eating enough, but he was so excited that he couldn't remember anything.

"You too?" Bailang asked back. He had just come out of Paradise.

"I work in Muhei." The lizard head patted the piano box next to him in frustration, which looked like a guitar.

"You don't seem to be in good shape, do you need help?" Bailang recalled that he got help here, even though he didn't ask for it.

"No need! The song I wrote was not accepted, but I will continue to work hard until it is recognized!" The big lizard stood up, waved to Bailang, and walked towards the exit with the piano case on his back.

Brother Lang touched his pocket, took out a few scraps of money, bought a subway ticket, and took Line 7 back to Helix Street.

It was still afternoon, and he was basking in the sun and walking all the way to the 'Kitty Man Cafe'.

To Be Continued… Recommended Tickets